Archer chuckled as Jordan turned deep red with humiliation, but at the same time a chill ran down Archer’s spine. Does she have the same fate in mind for me? He was sure she did.
His c**k began to pulse under Lizandra’s ministrations, until finally Esmeralda ordered the pretty blonde to stop. “Keep Jordan amused, my dear, while Archer and I talk business,” she commanded, then slipped beside Archer on the sofa, sliding into his arms for a deep, passionate kiss.
“You know I refrain from orgasms too,” she whispered, nearly trembling at his touch. “It makes everything so much hotter and nicer. See? I can give myself up to you for hours and hours now.”
“We can go for hours and hours anyway,” he replied, nibbling down her neck to suck on her n*****s. His c**k was iron from arousal and a friss
